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I know I haven't written in a while, and for that, I'm sorry. My life has been consumed by school, and that, my friends, is no joke. It seems the only free time I have, I spend either sleeping, cleaning, or working on projects; occasionally I'll get to spend it with some of my nifty new friends down here.

It's not as easy, though, to have a social life as it is in normal school. It's not that it doesn't exist, it's just that it mostly exists in the classroom and whenever I'm not too tired to go out. It's killing my social karma, as those of you who know me know that I thrive on people.

Anyway, enough of the ranting about school. I'm sorry for apologizing, but I guess it's second nature to me. I promise I will try and write more. Enough of that.

So what has been going on in my dismal life aside from school? Ho hum, not much. These past few weeks have been pretty great. I've blindly stumbled upon some great friends that I thankfully get to spend a lot of time with, even if it is mostly in class. I try and spend as much time with my best friend, Brandy, as possible, but it seems that the cross town travel and busy schedules are keeping us pretty sedated. We fortunately got to spend last night togehter, and that was quite humerous.

We decided to eat at Planet Hollywood down at Pleasure Island, since everything else in the entire state closes at 10:30, I'm convinced. We first got this waitress in training, who wasn't really pleased with our partie's particular pickiness (which for those of you don't know, Brandy is the pickiest person I know when it comes to food. But hey, she knows what she wants, that's all that matters). We then got transerred to this waitress, Mimi, who was absoultely hilarious.

Mimi wasn't your average waitress. She was tall, blonde, curly hair, reflectively pretty light colored eyes. She had a pretty high bone structure, and overall, she was pretty thin. She said things like 'hun' and 'sweetie,' and treated you like a guest is supposed to be treated. But us girls, we can never have things simple, and we never quit talking--what a combo with Mimi.

Towards the end of the night, when there was hardly anyone left in the restaurant, Mimi came over to check on us, and somehow we got into this long, long discussion about College Program kids, which led to the best places to eat at Disney, which led to Mimi's unbeatable animated discussion about O'hana's in the Polynesian Resort, getting drunk off of Lapu Lapu's and watching the fireworks go off at the castle at 8:45. I know this may seem like the simplified version, but said story took about 40 minutes to tell, complete with overly animated facial features and voices.

So...we gave Mimi our number, and sometime in the near future, we WILL be going to O'hanas and drinking Lapu Lapus. I can't wait.
Mood: funny

tori commercials... Oct 19th, 2005 12:51:09 am - Subscribe
Do you ever watch commercials and wonder why your life isn't like that? Seriously, how many times have you turned on the tv and there's people madly in love, or people laughing and falling into a huge pool of those styrofoam 'S's.' Or how about having a facial orgasm ove r a pot of soup? I'm pretty certain I could make a really long list of all the commercials that depict gorgeous people having the time of their lives.

If this is the case, why is it that real life is never the same. I realize that companies make commercials to entice you to buy their product by making you think that their wonderful gleaming heap of cheap plastic will make you or your life as beautiful as those gorgeous people on tv. And if they don't use the beautiful approach, they use the fear factor approach, which in essence makes you believe that if you DON'T buy their product, then your life will be worse off than it is now.

Well, you know what I have to say to that?

Do you?


Fuck that.
Mood: nauseous

tori to-do lists... Oct 19th, 2005 8:27:06 am - Subscribe
It seems every day we add something to our to-do lists; something that we want to do, be it now, in the near future, or in the distant future. Such items include you know, grocery shopping, tattoo inking, body piercing, or hell, even bunjee jumping. Or for some of us more southern, rural, or family oriented people, it's marriage and children (as opposed to career oriented, not necessarily southern or rural--but typically urban life is associated with careers and is the antithesis of baby-making, although the process I hear is still in full effect).

These are all lofty, attainable, sometimes routine (and some not) goals that we all have at the back of our mind at some point in our lives, even if you aren't a "typical" goal setter/to-do list maker. My question, however, is this:

Have we become so pre-occupied with life's daily occurences, our careers and our daily routines that we somehow find goals no longer...plausible, realistic achievements? Or has our culture just produced such busy, lazy people that we are incapable of carrying out such endeavors?

Whichever the answer--or even if it's not one that I've thought about--we should do something about it (ironic, huh?). I know that I am guilty of this to-do list writing syndrome all the time! Oh, I want to work out this many times this week, or oh...I'm going to do chores on this day, but it really gets pushed back to a few days later...or oh, I'm going to go grocery shopping and buy all natural foods, but you end up buying frozen pizzas and going out to eat later on that evening...or oh, I'm going to learn to speak German and buy the disk, but never actually use it...and the list goes on.

But how do we change? How do we change the perspective that has washed over our culture? All that we seem concerned about lately is work and being successful. It's almost to the point that I think we sometimes can't even fully achieve what we set out to do in our personal relationships, careers, and in life.

I guess there's not much to do. We could add it to the to-do list, but let's be honest--it won't get done. Everything is nicer in theory. sad.gif I wish I had my own little Buddha to belly rub for all of the answers.

The moral of the story, I guess, is to try and be more realistic when it comes to things you want to do. And if you really want to do them, you must forge past the forces inside of our measely horrific American mindsets to overcome and achieve. Don't settle...don't be subdued. Fight the man! We will rock on!
Mood: aloof